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From the streets of the Bronx to a Wall Street tycoon. This bad boy might’ve left the streets behind but he carries that code inside. When his young wife disappears to teach him a lesson, there will be hell to pay when the thin veneer of civility is stripped away and she glimpses the real man beneath the suit.Books by Author:

Chapter 1

I drove through the gates of home and down the long winding driveway that led to the eighteenth century antebellum mansion. Every light in the house was on; she’s back. I felt the anger that I’d been holding at bay for the last two weeks surge up within me. Slamming out of my Ascari, I headed up the stairs and through the front door. Throwing my keys on the entrance table, I walked through the house not calling out for her. She was in the kitchen puttering around. My heart gave that little thump it always does when in her presence for the first time after an absence no matter how long or short. She turned with a shy smile, which died as soon as she got a good look at my face.

I walked over to her and without even a hello, grabbed her by the neck and led her out of the room.

“Stryker what…"”

I didn’t even bother to answer her. She didn’t deserve my words. I led her up the winding staircase, but instead of turning right to the master suite we’d once shared I took her to one of the seven guest rooms down the hall. Pushing the door open with my foot, I pushed her into the room and over to the king sized mahogany sleigh bed with its rich burgundy coverings and mountain of pillows.

The buttons of her silk blouse went flying when I gripped the material between my fists and tore. Her breasts were barely covered in the Demi bra she wore which strained under the weight of such bounty. Her slacks were next. I tore them down her legs before pushing her back on the bed with a hand to her chest. Her eyes widened on me as I released my eleven-inch cock and without a word spoken between us, lifted her and slammed home. She wasn’t prepared to take me and for the first time in our year and a half marriage I didn’t care. I wrapped my hand around her throat as I fucked into her in anger. The tears in her eyes did not sway me. Anger ruled my movements, anger and the pain of betrayal. I felt the first flush of liquid heat as her body answered mine. At least that was something. Her body still knew mine. She opened her mouth to speak but no words would come. That"s maybe because I was cutting off her air as I squeezed my hand around her neck. I didn’t want to hear it. I fucked her as though she was nothing more than a receptacle, there to please me. To be used for my pleasure with no thought to her own. It had been too long for me going without pussy so it wasn’t long before I felt the fire burning. It started at the soles of my feet and made its way up my legs to my thighs and into my spine. Before the first drop could explode inside her I pulled out and with my free hand jerked my angry cock over her body, spraying my seed across her stomach and tits. When I was done, I shoved my still hard cock back into the confines of my pants and walked away. I heard the first sob before I cleared the door. Too fucking bad, I’d only just begun.

In my bathroom, I shed the rest of my clothes and jumped in the shower. With my hands on the wall and the power jets hitting me from six different angles, I let my shoulders relax for the first time in fourteen days. Fourteen long fucking days of worry, anger and fear. For the first two days I had no idea where she was, or who she was with. It was only after I got my security team on it that I learned she was holed up in a hotel in Paris. She’d left the fucking country without a word to me. And why" All because she"d got a wild hair about some shit that she never gave me a chance to dispel. I"m a fair man when it"s all said and done but there are some things I just won"t fucking stand for. Like being questioned by my wife, that"s a game she knows I won"t play. If she thought running off and hiding for two weeks was going to give her control over my balls she was out of her fucking mind. I love my wife but there"s no way I"ll let her rule me, that"s my place. I"m the man in my house and the sooner she learns that shit the happier she"ll be. Now she"s cost herself her freedom. I"d put shit in motion for when she got back, she had no idea but she soon will. The next time she tried to leave she"d be stopped before she even reached the gates. I"d changed the codes on everything. Her credit cards that had been limitless only a few short weeks ago now had a five hundred dollar limit. Instead of the countless number she"d had she was now down to only one.

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